Police Detective

"Who the hell are you?" Bai Song seemed to be angry and slapped Wang Huadong on the face.

This slap was very skillful, it wasn't very powerful, but the sound was very loud.

There is a lesson to be learned in slapping. If you stretch your hand flat and flat, and slap your face with the palm of your hand, the force will be very strong, but there will be no sound. And if the hand is relaxed and the palm of the hand fits perfectly with the attacked face, then the slap can be slapped with a crisp sound.

In order to start this, Bai Song practiced for a while last night and almost made his face swollen.

Wang Huadong stumbled and immediately became angry. He came up and punched Bai Song in the stomach with all his strength.

This punch was really hard!

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to bear such a punch, and Bai Song would also be in pain if he tightened his abdominal muscles. However, Bai Song’s belly was padded with several kilograms of silicone and plastic splints, so it didn’t actually hurt.

Bai Song took a few steps back, pretending to be in pain, with a look of pain on his face, covering his stomach with both hands, and then trembling, as if he was about to have an attack.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. Only then did the people around him react and quickly stopped Bai Song, who was about to continue his attack.

Xiao Hou was stunned. He didn't expect Fu Bin to be so helpful. He couldn't help but feel a little moved. He said, "Stop fighting. You're all out eating. There's no need."

"Fuck you!" Bai Song trembled and scolded Xiao Hou, then looked at Wang Huadong: "Okay, there are many of you, wait for me, why don't we find a place to practice tonight , why don’t you make an appointment somewhere, you can just ask anyone, the grandson will be the one who doesn’t go!”

The tattooed man felt that this matter ended badly, and it was impossible for him to really drive Bai Song out now.

People like Bai Song are actually not very popular. They are moody, do things without thinking, and are prone to get into trouble.

But it is true that everyone is afraid of this kind of person, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of the stunned ones.

Although these people are not good people, no one is afraid of Leng Touqing, especially Leng Touqing with Bai Song's stature. If they really start a fight, no one will be afraid.

Not to mention anything else, Fu Bin's punch just now was definitely a real punch in terms of speed and power. Everyone has fought and knows that this can't be acted out.

And this stupid big guy, after receiving such a punch, can recover in three to five seconds. This ability to resist blows is so strong, even with a little brute force, three or two people can't beat him.

The tattooed man really didn't dare to let Bai Song go. If Bai Song really left, got into a fight with Fu Bin, and really had a fight at the door, it would definitely be a bad thing for the transportation company. It was better to hold on tight and wait for the boss to deal with it.

"Big man, you hit someone first. If they punched you and you weren't hurt, the matter is considered even. Hitting someone doesn't mean hitting someone in the face. I'm enough to give you face by saying this." The tattooed man came over to smooth things over. , took out a box of Zhonghua, distributed cigarettes to everyone, and then motioned to Wang Huadong with his eyes to go out to work quickly.

Wang Huadong punched him, and seemed to know that he was no match for him, so he followed Xiao Hou out dejectedly.

The remaining people also found it boring and went out one by one.

"Let this matter be over. It is better to let go of enemies than to end them. The boss will come over in the afternoon and you and the boss will have a good talk about your treatment. You can rest here first. The cafeteria will take care of the food at noon." The tattooed man said.

"If I hadn't lost about twenty in Dadu last night, would I be here to do this? Damn, this is just to give your boss face." Bai Song didn't appreciate it at all, and found a friend who had just stayed with him Recliner, just lie down.

After hearing this, the tattooed man didn't say much. He knew that the big man couldn't be kept, so he would let the boss worry about it later.

Bai Song's appearance is really too bluffing. After he disguised himself, he looked like he weighed at least 200 kilograms. If he had a sword, people would believe him if he was Lu Zhishen.

The tattooed man stayed with Bai Song in the room for a while and smoked. He felt bored and left directly, leaving Bai Song alone in the room.

Bai Song naturally knew that there was surveillance in the house, so he didn't do anything messy. After a while, he came out of the house, found a toilet to pee, and then walked in the yard for a while.

When he was in the toilet just now, Bai Song wrote down some clues on the pen and paper he brought with him, which confirmed that "Tan Tou" was a core member and required full investigation.

There are no messy electronic devices on him, and the most primitive things are more reliable.

Just after Wang Huadong finished beating Bai Song, he deliberately took a step towards Tan Tou. Bai Song was already able to confirm Tan Tou's identity.

The transportation company's yard can withstand anyone's inspection, so when Wang Huadong and Bai Song came, the concierge immediately let them go. Bai Song wandered around the courtyard, and no one paid attention to him.

While walking around, most of the cars in the yard drove out one after another, and some were unloading there.

The transportation company has a garage and can also provide certain warehousing services. If the customer requires that the items to be transported be stored for a few days, they can be temporarily stored here for a period of time, and the charge is not high.

Sometimes during holidays, some wine selling companies temporarily store some wine, or they may directly rent the company to pick up the goods and then store them here for two or three weeks.

Here, Bai Song saw the tattooed man, and came up and handed the tattooed man a cigarette. The tattooed man thought about it and took it, and then asked Bai Song: "Why are you just smoking and not smoking yourself?"

"Congenital pneumonia causes coughing and excessive phlegm when smoking." Bai Song said.

In fact, pneumonia is not congenital in the true sense, but there is nothing wrong with calling it that. It generally refers to neonatal infectious pneumonia. But Tattoo didn't want to know that much. When he heard Bai Song say there was a lot of phlegm, he immediately nodded, "Then it's good not to phlegm."

Although Bai Song will not be left here, if Bai Song is also a spittoon guardian, it is unbearable to think about it. Fu Bin is already torture enough.

"What are you doing here?" Bai Song pointed to a forklift, which was unloading goods. He saw Liu Shuyuan from the side.

"Their company has a batch of ceramics that will have to be kept here for two weeks. It's too heavy and the workers are loading the forklift." The tattooed man walked to the back of the carriage and looked at the carriage seriously.

This is a cargo that was hauled out early in the morning. After being put into storage, it will be sealed and signed for inventory. This batch of cargo is not expensive ceramics, but it adds up to tens of thousands of dollars, especially the pair of oversized vases. This pair It’s worth eighteen thousand.

"Is it tight?" the forklift driver shouted.

After the forklift arm penetrated deep into the car, the driver couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. It was a bit dark and he could only communicate through words.

"No problem, get up." The person inside confirmed it and said.

The forklift slowly lifted up. This set of ceramic plates was fixed with wooden squares and thick hemp ropes. There were almost 1,000 porcelain plates and weighed more than 500 kilograms. The forklift still lifted it up easily.

When this group of goods was just pulling the goods there, there was no problem. But at this time, the rope had just been lifted by a dozen centimeters and suddenly became loose. The people inside immediately shouted: "Stop!"

The forklift driver was too late. The entire wooden grid fell down at once, and the two fixing pieces of wood broke directly.

It fell more than ten centimeters, and at least a third of the plate was shattered.

Nearly three hundred plates were broken. The wholesale price was more than three yuan each, and the 1,000 yuan was just gone.

"Fuck, what's going on!" The forklift driver jumped out of the car and stepped forward to take a look: "The quality of the wood is not my fault."

At this time, Liu Shuyuan and Team Liang also immediately gathered around and approached the place one after another. They were also very anxious when they saw this situation: "What's going on? How are these ropes tied? Can the two pieces of wood be continuously stressed like this? Can this be continued? All four horizontal bars must be tied together!"

With this quarrel, the people around were completely confused, and they all came over, trying to shirk responsibility. The main reason is that no one knows how much was lost or how much it cost.

If I knew, it would be easy to pay for a thousand dollars, but with so many pieces of porcelain broken, who dares to claim responsibility?

Taking advantage of the chaos, Bai Song passed the obtained information to Liu Shuyuan.

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